The face of these people is one of tranquility that reveals spiritual composure; the natural color confirms the health that is the fruit of manual skill and the rigors of the weather. Rebecca West in "Black Lamb and Grey Falcon" p. 208 has this to say about the Yugoslavians which could also be said of the Amish:

"They were . . . beautiful, with thick, straight, fair hair and bronze skins, with broad chests. These were men, they could beget children on women, they could shape certain kinds of materials for purposes that made them masters of their worlds. I thought of two kinds of men that the West produces: the cityish kind who wears spectacles without shame, as if they were a sign of quality and not of defect, who is overweight and puffy, who can drive a car but knows no other mastery over material, who presses buttons and turns switches without comprehending the result, who makes money when the market goes up and loses it when the market goes down; the high-nosed young man who is somebody's secretary, who has a peevishly amusing voice and is very delicate. I understand why we cannot build, why we cannot govern, why we bear ourselves without pride in our international relations. It is strange, it is heartrending, to stray into a world where men are still men and women still women."